Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Forgotten No More: Festival of Forgotten Foods

Reading Terminal Market celebrated "forgotten regional favorites" from the Pennsylvania region this past Saturday with their Festival of Forgotten Foods. Setting up shop in the Market's Center Court, the festival featured samples abound of pepper pot soup (a stew of beef tripe, peppers and other veggies popular during the Revolutionary War), liverwurst (an often-spreadable German sausage made with pork liver), Paw Paw ice cream (made by Bassett’s from fruit indigenous to the U.S. that’s a cross between a mango and a banana), and more.


A live banjo player serenaded guests as they munched on classic Pennsylvania cuisine.

Oyster stew from Beck's Cajun Cafe simmers in a chafing dish, tantalizing passersby with its fragrant ocean smell.
The fried apple pies, pulled fresh out of the fryer, were crisp to the bite with a juicy fruity filling within. These treats were also courtesy of Beck's Cajun Cafe.
At the Pennsylvania General Store stand, Wilbur Buds (precursor to the Hershey Kiss) take center stage, with a pitcher and cups of refreshing raspberry shrub (known as one of Ben Franklin’s favorite drinks, it's a non-alcoholic drink made with vinegar-marinated raspberries and water) in the background.
Fried catfish and waffles: this classic was the 19th-century equivalent of a cheesesteak. For each serving, Down Home Diner served pieces of the meaty fish with a waffle stick.

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

Ela -- A Few Days In!

Not realizing that my fellow bloggers were planning to grace Ela with their presence on opening night, I made a last-minute reservation for this past Sunday, after catching up on all the latest foodie news on my beloved uwishunu. Having heard off-the-chart reviews about Chip Roman's Blackfish, I couldn't resist trying a place he had his name on. Two clicks on Open Table and I had a reservation for one!

Atmosphere

Queen Village is an adorable neighborhood -- quaint and quiet, and with just enough hustle and bustle coming off South Street. Ela is situated on the corner of 3rd and Bainbridge, and with a soft glow cast over a chic black door, I felt like I was entering an upscale pub -- and I got just that.

With a sleek bar to the left and a series of tables on the right by the windows, I was greeted by the hostess and shown to a small table for two that seemed to be right in the line of traffic. When I asked for a quieter table tucked away in the corner, she quickly obliged (always a good sign!) and I found myself pleasantly situated.

While I waited forever for my server, I got a chance to check out the rest of the clientele. At the bar were a bunch of Eagles fans (most likely mulling over their earlier loss to the Cardinals) with beer flowing as well as several pairs munching on appetizers. Across the warmly lit dining room and back room, I noticed older couples, younger couples, and groups of friends and family members.

A handful of hipsters looked ready to go out, while most diners seemed fairly dressed down. If anything, the wandering hosts and hostesses were more dressed up than anyone else. Chef Jason Cichonski himself was dressed to the nines as he wandered the restaurant greeting guests.

From what I could tell from overheard conversations, Ela is already gaining favor with the locals. Indeed, one couple was already back for a second meal -- and the restaurant had just opened two days before!

That said, it's likely that service will need to be watched, as the bar and dining room both seemed slightly understaffed. And while I may not be the most patient diner, I didn't expect to have to ask for water and menus.

Food

With Ela's website yet to be fully operational (which I have to admit I always question), I didn't have the opportunity to preview their menus prior to arrival. This isn't necessarily a bad thing, as it forces you to make decisions based on your gut -- which is wholly appropriate in this case.

As noted by my fellow bloggers, the menu is divided into four different plate sizes. Seeing as how I was dining solo (which I'll expound on shortly), I decided to go with two smaller plates and one larger one, so that I could save just enough room for dessert. The strategy worked, as I was pleasantly full by the end of the meal, without being overwhelmingly so.

To give some context, November is my birthday month, and I'm planning to celebrate all month. And however much I love my friends, even my foodiest of foodie friends, dining solo ultimately gives me the fullest extent of time and space to thoroughly savor and consider the food set before me. And with another birthday coming up, I really could think of no one else I'd rather have eaten with than me, myself, and I.

My first plate was the foie gras. To be clear, this was far and away the best dish of the night. The foie itself was lighter than usual, simultaneously airy and creamy. The huckleberries provided just enough acidic contrast, and the gingerbread crumbles offered a nice sweetness and crunch. The shredded parsley root was a bit of a throwaway, as the dish was perfect enough with the first three elements. Having this dish was like having dessert as an appetizer, to the extent that I seriously considered ordering it AS the dessert. (This I actually should've done since the dessert ultimately needed the most work.)




My second plate was the crab banh cam. These crab balls consisted of crabmeat wrapped in glutinous rice flour (similar to mochi) and flash fried. The result is a delightful contrast in textures and flavors -- from the super crispy outside, to the first layer of semi-sweet chewiness, and then to the seasoned crabmeat inside. The shredded daikon radish added a freshness to the dish, but tasted even better soaked in the miso mayonnaise underneath. As a whole, the dish was a great example of what modern Asian cuisine has the potential to be.

The most fascinating element was the thinly sliced and delicately scored pieces of mushroom supporting the crab balls. If anything, the pieces looked and tasted more like pieces of calamari -- a unique element that made for an interesting foil if nothing else. Despite all its wonderful elements, however, the sad thing about this dish was that one of the two crab balls contained *no* crabmeat! When I mentioned this to one of the hosts, he immediately apologized and ran off to tell the chef -- and ultimately comped the dish entirely. Totally unnecessary, but most definitely a sign of good service.








For my last plate, I chose the diver scallop "noodles" -- essentially noodles made from flattened diver scallops. In general, I must admit that I hate scallops. I've never liked their texture, but while I'm wont to avoid them totally, I thought I'd have them for my brother's sake (my little brother who adores scallops beyond anything and will order them whenever he sees them on a menu). Plus, who wouldn't want to try something as creative as scallop noodles, right?

And to my thankful surprise, the dish was delightful. While I could've done without the carrots (I absolutely hate carrots -- and yes, more than I do scallops), the shredded root vegetables were nicely pickled (from what I could tell) and the scallop noodles were tender but offered a noodle-worthy chew. A drizzle of sweet and salty (possibly honey and soy) sauce brought together the various elements of the dish, and a dusting of black sesame seeds gave the dish a bit of Asian flair.

Because of my incredible sweet tooth, I can't help but end practically every meal with dessert. With the leaves finally changing color, and the fall finally upon us, I decided to go with the whipped pumpkin pie. To my chagrin, I was met with a horrible deluge of mismatched flavors and textures. First of all, the whipped pumpkin tasted like air (and FYI that I despise cotton candy). This would've been salvageable had the pumpkin seed praline not been in diametric opposition in terms of texture and flavor -- overly crunchy and cloyingly sweet. In addition, the figs on the side were bland, and the cookie underneath was mushy. A major disappointment, and I totally made it known to my server that the dish needed serious work.

Service

After taking a while to get to my table initially, my server made a point to check in on me throughout the meal, asking me what I thought about the food and really taking in what I had to say. In fact, she even asked me to write thoroughly on a comment card, especially since they were still tweaking dishes in their first week of opening. My water glass was consistently full, and my fellow diners were regularly checked on as well. One minor issue was that I was told by a host that the chef would come by my table to say hello, and he ultimately didn't. While I wouldn't have cared if it hadn't been mentioned, it was mentioned so therefore I cared. That aside, I tipped well.

Final Thoughts

Despite a few culinary stumbles, the overall experience of Ela was quite excellent. The main dishes were creative and thoughtful, and well-executed in terms of contrasting textures and flavors. Each dish had the right amount of seasoning, and I never felt any element to be overwhelming. Moving forward, ensuring all crab balls have crabmeat in them will be critical. However, more than anything, the desserts (particularly the pumpkin one) need some serious overhaul. Expanding and/or rotating the menu may help keep folks coming back for more. All in all, the atmosphere seemed to draw in an eclectic mix of locals, visitors, and foodies. With creative food, reasonable prices, and plenty of drink options, I hope Ela continues to bring in a diverse clientele that enjoys good food without pretension.
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Monday, November 14, 2011

Ela's Opening Night

Ela, the new restaurant under the partnership of chefs Jason Cichonski and Chip Roman, opened this Friday night. The duo already worked together at Roman's Mica (which opened this March) on Chestnut Hill. However, if you thought Mica served inventive cuisine then Ela's is downright crazy. Before going we had sneaked a look at potential dishes. Popcorn pana cotta with paddlefish caviar, asparagus and shrimp? Duck magret with pretzel spaetzle, Brussels sprouts and smoked butternut squash puree? We knew we were in for a gustatory adventure.

We arrived at Ela at half past nine. After walking ten blocks from the Septa station we were a bit cold and hungry. Ela was understandably packed and the staff seemed quite frazzled. Even though we had made a reservation, I was afraid we wouldn't be seated for a while. Fortunately I was wrong, in less than two minutes we found ourselves seated at an awkwardly long two-person table. With the noise levels so high, we found ourselves leaning in uncomfortably and nearly shouting at one another. I'm sure on a less busy night it would be much easier to communicate, however the set-up was far from romantic. I'm imagining the awkwardness that would ensue from a couple trying to play footsie at such a table.

However, we didn't come to Ela to analyze table proportions, and we were quickly distracted by the creative menu. It was similar to a tasting menu, arranged into first, second, third and fourth bite sections. Each dish ranged from $8-$23 dollars, and ordering one from each category was too much for our poor college students' budget. Being gluten-intolerant, I asked our server which of the dishes were gluten-free. Unfortunately, out of the twenty or so dishes offered on the menu, only three were edible to me. I ordered the hamachi with green apple, horseradish and truffle ($9) and the sweet potato soup with porcini and coffee ($7). Maggie, who had free-range of the entire menu (the lucky girl!) chose the foie gras with gingerbread, huckleberry and parsley root ($13).

"The Bites"

Elliott's take: The raw hamachi, a Japanese fish commonly used in sushi, tasted fresh and was elegantly folded. The promised green apple was served in long strips. They were surprisingly tart and almost pickled, I imagine they had been marinated in a vinegary concoction. The truffle and horseradish were quite a surprise. As far as I could tell the truffle was a white truffle, crumbled all over the plate and flavored with horseradish. It was like eating airy horseradish clouds that dissolved in my mouth. A lot of fun, but I was disappointed that the truffle's flavor was masked. Swirled between all these different components was a syrupy fruit puree. When eaten together, a mouthful of hamachi, syrup, apple and horseradish truffles, the flavor combination was quite unusual but not bad.



I was at first taken aback when the server brought me my sweet potato soup. He placed a bowl down in front of me, empty except for an artistically arranged assortment of cylindrical sweet potato pieces, jellied cubes of something, a sprig of fennel and a sprinkle of a vibrant red spice. Very beautiful, but where was my soup? I was appeased however as a pitcher of soup materialized in his left hand. He then proceeded to pour it over the still-life with sweet potatoes that had been waiting in my bowl. It was quite the show; I'm sad my camera wasn't out to photograph such a demonstration. The soup itself was delicious; I thoroughly enjoyed every spoonful. The flavor of fennel permeated the soup, adding an unexpected complexity to the sweetness of the sweet potato. The jellied cubes however are still a mystery to me. The moment I saw them I thought that they must be the coffee, but they didn't taste like it. To me they were reminiscent of aspic, a culinary "delight" that my Belgian host family never succeeded in convincing me to enjoy.

Even though I had been restricted to only a few choices of the menu, I enjoyed my dinner more than I had expected. Some of the flavor combinations worked surprisingly well together. However for me the most fun thing about the dinner wasn't the flavor combinations but just trying to figure out what in the world I was actually eating.



Maggie's take: My plate was made up of tiny portions that were artfully displayed. The foie gras was mousse-like and airy, served in dollops on the crumbled gingerbread. It was dotted with gooseberries and the parsley roots lay on the side of the dish. The end result was an eclectic group of flavors, with the salty foie gras, the sweet gingerbread, the fruity gooseberries, and the crisp parsley roots. The proportions were perfect, and I had enough of the refreshing parsley root to pair with each bite of the foie gras. The foie gras was saltier than I expected, and I would have preferred the gingerbread to be more heavily ginger-flavored and less dessert-like, but altogether it was an interesting experience for my taste buds. Because the foie gras was in a mousse and the gingerbread was crumbled, the dish was not “substantial” in the same sense that a slab of foie gras paired with bread would be. However, in spite of the small quantities and the emphasis on presentation, I ended up feeling quite full from the rich food.





After our plates were cleared Maggie and I were taken aback as our server asked us kindly, "Is that all?" He must have noticed the look of horror cross our faces since he immediately added, "Or would like to see the dessert menu?" We assured him that we would very much like to see the dessert menu. There were three sweet offerings (along with an artisanal cheese plate), on the menu. The options consisted of whipped pumpkin pie with crust (I found it odd they had to mention that, doesn't pie usually come with crust?), pumpkin seed praline, candied ginger and figs, and hot chocolate chip cookie dough with vanilla semifreddo and banana. Our server was quick to point out the last item, manjari chocolate with with apricot, malt and peanuts ($9) was the only dessert suitable to my digestion. We quickly agreed to split such a decadent-sounding treat.


The Dessert


Elliott's Take: I like to think of myself as a bit of a chocolate aficionado. However, I'll admit that I had no idea what "manjari" chocolate was and had to look it up once I got back to Penn's campus. Apparently, manjari chocolate is made from "the best beans" in Madagascar, and has around a 64% cocoa content. I'm not so sure about these being the best beans, but the mousse was certainly quite good. Not as rich as I was expecting, with a bit of a tart edge (manjari chocolate is often described as being citrusy). While I prefer my chocolate darker, the lower cocoa content was a perfect complement to the apricot puree that oozed from its center. The addition of the peanuts and malt powder made the apricot puree an interesting twist on the usual caramel sauce. The most confusing bit of the dessert were these little white crunchy clouds scattered along the plate. The moment I saw them I was worried that bits of my previous horseradish-flavored white truffles had been mistakenly strewn on the plate. After nibbling one, however, I was assured that they were just harmless meringue. I must have appeared perplexed however, because our server quickly rushed over and assured me that they were "malt bits". I don't think they were however, since I had already found the malt powder sprinkled on the plate, and these white bits didn't taste anything like malt. The identity of these mysterious bits became the focal point of Maggie's and my discussion. I'm still quite convinced that they were meringue. Once again, the game of what-could-I-possibly be eating was played by all. I thought it was a lot of fun.

Maggie's take: Once again, I was initially struck by the small portion of food on my plate but once more I was pleasantly surprised by it being just the right amount. The chocolate was delicious, more semi-sweet than sweet and with an interesting texture that was in between the hardness of a chocolate bar and the lightness of a mousse. The apricot gel in the middle added a slight citrusy sweetness but was not an overpoweringly strong flavor. The salted peanuts and malt powder were delicious with the chocolate. Overall, it was not a strongly sweet dessert. As with my main course, the flavors contrasted with each other to create an intriguing and delicious end result.

The Bottom Line

Elliott's take: Would I go back to Ela? Maybe. They promise ultra-seasonal dishes and I would love to go back to see how their menu has changed. However, the night was definitely a splurge, and next time I would hope to go on someone else's dime.

Maggie's take: I definitely enjoyed going to Ela for the experience. It seemed to emphasize different flavors and foods than I was used to, and also focused on presenting them in artistic ways. While it was not the sort of menu I am used to and is more expensive than I’d typically like to spend, it was certainly a fun dinner.

-Elliott Brooks and Maggie Buff

Friday, November 11, 2011

English Food: The Good, The Bland, and The Delicious Dairy

I'm spending my junior year studying abroad at Oxford. There have been many adjustments to be made: to different academics, different currency and different cell phones, and very importantly, at least in my case, a different perspective on food.

I love scones, and I came to England already adoring tea, which is a good thing because they take tea very seriously here. I’ve so far had tea at several cafes in Oxford (by tea, I don’t just mean the drink, I mean the whole meal: scones, cute triangular sandwiches, sometimes chocolates, pastries or cake, all piled on a tiered platter; otherwise called a “cream tea” or “Devonshire tea”). At home, I take my tea with honey. That’s considered weird: usually, it’s served with a little milk pitcher and a bowl of brown and white sugar cubes. The scones vary: some are wedges, some are circular, some doughy, some dry and crumbly, some dusted with powdered sugar, and always accompanied by strawberry jam and clotted cream.

I love the formality of tea: you place a sugar lump in your cup, pour the tea over it, add the milk, stir with a tiny silver spoon, drink carefully, and replace the cup on its saucer. Repeat.

Clotted cream, like many British dairy products, tastes fresher and richer than American versions (the chocolate is better, too!). I’m not sure if this is because their food is more likely to be locally sourced, but the difference is palpable. Clotted cream has a butter-like consistency but is not salted. As for the dainty sandwiches, there are the standards, with rare deviations: salmon and cream cheese, watercress and cucumber, egg salad, all crustless and angled.

One of the best things about being in England is the abundance of food items that I’m not familiar with. While getting a gingerbread latte at a chain coffee stand on Cornmarket street, I saw a package labeled “toffee waffle.” Of course I had to find out what a toffee waffle was, if only for the sake of the very-fun-to-say moniker. Toffee waffles are wafer-like sandwich cookies with sticky toffee in the middle; the label helpfully suggests you balance the cookie on top of your coffee to warm it up before eating. Another recent discovery is the Cornish Pasty, sold by the West Cornwall Pasty Company on Oxford’s main street. Pasties are the national dish of Cornwall (according to Wikipedia): a pastry sealed with a crimped edge that is filled with meat, vegetables and spices. I’ve eaten the traditional one, which includes beef, onion and potato; and also an onion and cheese variation that was very yummy. For about £3, it makes for a good deal on lunch, and you don’t have to wait for your food as they’re kept hot and ready under lamps.

British food is notoriously bland, but I’ve only found that to be true of the dining hall food, and really, I think that has more to do with the fact that dining hall food is always bad than with national culinary character. The dining hall gives us fried fish at least twice a week. We have "formal hall" on Tuesdays, Thursdays and Sundays. Students must wear their gowns (kind of like a black cape but with awkward shoulder flaps); Latin grace is said, and there are three courses served. I have a hard time with this: it is always in need of salt, always mushy, and always starchy. But I’m a big fan of the Full English Breakfast, available at any self-respecting pub: sausage, British bacon, poached eggs, tomato, mushrooms, blood pudding, some form of potatoes, although British bacon (I call it fakin’) is not as good as its American cousin. It’s thinner and leaner and tougher, and it arrives in deep red ribbony bits, not greasy strips.

When I’m stressed, I head over to G & D’s, the neighborhood ice cream cafe, conveniently (or not so conveniently, depending on your views on massive amounts of ice cream consumption) located right up the street. The “cookie monster” sundae is delicious. The best desserts, however, are farther away in the Covered Market. The Covered Market is sort of like Reading Terminal, but with serious historical cred. As in, it was founded before the United States existed. Nutella milkshakes from Moo Moo’s and hot cookies from Ben’s Cookies are the best treats I’ve had so far.

If you want to read more about Oxford, I'm keeping a blog about my experiences. This is a list of places where you can try the Full English Breakfast in Philly; and here is a list of British pubs in the area. One of my favorite places (a bit further away from Penn; it's about a 30 minute train ride) is A Taste of Britain in Wayne, which offers an authentic British tea service, complete with adorable teapots, warm scones and clotted cream, and a selection of British candies imported from the motherland.

-Kiley

Thursday, November 10, 2011

Food Events @ Penn

Ela Restaurant Opening
What: Opening of Chefs Chichonski and Roman new restaurant serving creatively seasonal American food. Dishes may include playful combinations such as duck magret with pretzel spaetzle, popcorn pana cotta with paddlefish caviar and hot chocolate chip cookie dough with vanilla semifreddo and banana. Reserve your table at their website.
Where: 627 S 3rd Street
When: Friday, November 11th, 5:30 pm
Cost: Dishes range from $8-$23


Philly Beer Week Raffle
What: Enter the raffle to win a trip to Belgium with a local brewer of your choice who will help you brew a collaboration beer at renowned Brasserie Dupont or a gift package including a trip to Tröegs Brewing Company with top local brewers to create the local collaboration brew Brotherly Suds 3.
Where: City Tap House, 3925 Walnut Street
When: Wednesday, November 30, beginning at 7pm







Festival of Forgotten Foods
What: Come to Reading Terminal Market to discover once-popular Philly dishes- including fried catfish on a waffle, the history of which you can find in our Spring 2010 issue. Other delicacies will include Wilbur Buds (what Philadelphians ate before Hershey's kisses) and Rasberry Shrub, one of our dear Benji's favorite drinks!
Where: Reading Terminal Market
When: Saturday, November 12th, 10am-4pm
Cost: $15.95











Penn Gastronomy Sugar High Showdown
What: Penn Gastronomy's 2nd annual dessert-making contest, co-sponsored by Sugar Philly! The event is open to both seasoned bakers and those who love dessert. Contestant prizes include your dessert featured on Sugar Philly's menu and a delicious, free dessert outing. Everyone who attends the event will 1) receive an exclusive Sugar Philly coupon and 2) get to taste some truly fantastic desserts!
Where: JMHH 240, University of Pennsylvania
When: Saturday, November 19, at 5 pm (contestants must arrive at 3:30 pm)
RSVP: Please fill out this form by Thursday, Nov. 17, at 11:59 PM, regardless if you are entering the contest or simply excited to sample a variety of desserts.

Photo courtesy of Nicole Woon.










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Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Corn Chowder for Homemade Soup Skeptics

Soup is one of my all-time favorite comfort foods. It's warm, substantial but not too filling, and usually pairs wonderfully with rustic-style bread or classic Saltines. During my four year stint as a vegetarian, memories of chicken noodle soup and beef stew were mouthwatering enough to hasten my transition back to meat-eating (not to say that there aren't many delicious vegetarian soups, stews, and chowders as well, but the presence of some chicken or beef stock hold an irresistible sway over me).


Despite my great enjoyment of soup, I had never tried to make it from scratch until this year. I saw nothing wrong with my canned soup and was a little bit afraid that whatever soup I attempted to make would take a lot of time and end up being bland. In other words, my bias towards canned soup was motivated by laziness and a fear of watery broth. I finally decided to attempt a soup recipe while maintaining multiple self-assurances that, if it didn't turn out well, I could go back to my canned soups forever. Corn chowder seemed like a relatively simple and well-liked option to try. So, armed with a cookbook, a soup pot, and a hand-held vegetable chopper (notice the recurring theme of reluctance towards physical labor?), I set out to make my first soup.



The results far exceeded any of my expectations. Granted, they were low to begin with, but making and eating homemade soup was a revelation. The process was far easier and far less time consuming than I had imagined. Even for a relatively inexperienced cook, the corn chowder recipe is pretty hard to mess up. The difference in taste between the corn chowder made with fresh ingredients and the canned soups was astounding. The ingredients seem to resonate more distinctly and the chowder was less salty than canned soup in a way that was refreshing rather than bland. This is the (slightly adapted) recipe from Molly Katzen's "Get Cooking" that changed my mind about homemade soup:


Ingredients

2 tablespoons butter
2 teaspoons minced garlic
1 medium red onion, minced
1 stalk celery, minced
1.5 teaspoons salt
4 cups chicken stock
5 medium-small waxy red potatoes cut into 3/4" dice, preferably with skins on
1 pound (about 3 cups) corn kernels
1/2 heavy cream
Freshly ground black pepper
Chives for garnish


Directions

1. In the soup pot, melt the butter over medium heat. Add the garlic, onion, celery, and salt. Cook for about 5 minutes or until the onion and celery are softening.

2. Add the chicken stock and the diced potatoes. Bring to a boil, then turn the heat down to the lowest setting. Partially cover and simmer for about 15-20 minutes (or until the potatoes are completely soft).

3. Add the corn and simmer for another 5 minutes. Stir in the heavy cream and heat for about 1 more minute. Season with pepper, garnish with chives, and serve in a sourdough bread bowl if you are feeling extra fancy!

Winter Beef Stew



With the days shorter and the weather crisper, sometimes all you want to do is snuggle down in your blanket and read a good book while a pot of old-fashioned beef stew simmers on the stove top. Unfortunately, my reality this weekend was actually studying for a midterm while periodically checking on the stew, but the outcome was still delicious. The friends I invited for dinner agreed; beef stew is the ultimate winter comfort food. Although a bit nontraditional, I served the stew over the Butternut Squash and Mushroom Risotto featured on the blog a few weeks ago. The flavors of the two paired perfectly. However, this stew would be just as good served over plain rice, or with a hunk of crusty bread. The recipe itself is quite simple and quick to prepare, but you must be willing to stay near the kitchen for three hours to make sure the pot doesn't boil over.



Ingredients


1 3/4 lbs beef stew meat
Olive oil (around 1/4 cup)
Couple tablespoons balsamic vinegar
16 oz can of tomatoes
2 cups diced carrots
1 medium diced onion
Around 3 cups beef stock (plus extra)
One bay leaf
16 oz can of garbanzo beans
3 cups chopped kale

Directions

1. In a saute pan, working in small quantities, brown the beef stew meat in olive oil. You don't need to cook it all the way through, cook just until you can see no more red on the outside.
2. Set the cooked beef aside, and deglaze the saute pan with the vinegar, scraping with a spatula to get all the crispy bits.
3. Pour this olive oil and vinegar mixture into a big pot (I used a cast iron crock pot). Add the beef, pour in the can of tomatoes, layer the carrots and onions on top, then pour the beef stock on top until it covers anything. Add the bay leaf.
4. Bring the stew to a boil, then immediately turn the heat down to low and cover with a lid, set on a bit crooked to let a bit of steam escape.
5. Cook for around two and a half hours, until the meat is tender.
6. Add the kale and the can of garbanzo beans, rinsed and drained. Stir to submerge the kale in the liquid, and add more beef stock if needed. Simmer for another thirty minutes.
7. Take off the heat and serve.

-Elliott

Friday, November 4, 2011

Best Brunch in Town

Looking for a perfect Sunday brunch? Well, look no farther because Green Eggs Café is your destination. Located in South Philly at 1306 Dickinson Street, this exceptional eatery specializes in carefully crafted breakfast and lunch items that will soon be your favorites!

This past Sunday, my family and I ventured to Green Eggs Café. Although Sunday is the restaurant’s busiest day and the wait was an hour, there is no doubt in my mind that the long wait was worth the quality meal we received. While waiting, I admired the hip, urban, and “green” themed environment of the restaurant. The cozy, comfortable atmosphere was made complete with the warm fireplace which I ended up standing by to escape the frigid, autumn weather. I noticed the green plants which were dispersed throughout the building and added to the earthy, environmental quality of the café. Although I didn’t make it to the roof of the restaurant, I was told by a waitress that there are even more plants up there. In fact, some of the spices in the menu selections are even grown in the restaurant’s rooftop garden.

The only difficulty I encountered at Green Eggs Café was trying to figure out what to order since the menu description of every item sounded superb. Even though the menu is divided into categories of Eggs, Sweet, Savory, Sandwiches and Salads, it is even hard to choose among the food items listed in the same category. I was faced with the following dilemma: if I ate under the Eggs section, then did I want the Ultimate Tofu Scramble (firm tofu, green peppers, Spanish onions, chiffonade of spinach, and vegan breakfast sausage with toasted Le Bus bread) or the Philly Style Eggs Benedict (grilled pork loin on a pretzel roll with Philadelphia cream cheese, topped with two poached eggs and béarnaise sauce)? But if I ordered within the Sweet section, would I rather eat the Crème Brulee French Toast (vanilla bean custard, fresh berry compote, drizzled with vanilla anglaise and warm 100% maple syrup, topped with Chantilly cream and fresh berries), Peanut Butter Crunch French Toast (brioche slices stuffed with whipped crunchy peanut butter cream cheese, topped with chantilly cream, fresh berry compote, and blackberry coulis), or Red Velvet Pancakes (red velvet buttermilk pancakes with chocolate morsels layered with strawberry mascarpone and topped with fresh strawberries, pure maple syrup & chantilly cream)?

Then, I pondered the Savory section. The “Kitchen Sink” (three eggs scrambled with cheese, our signature potatoes, peppers, and onions, topped with homemade jumbo biscuit and country sausage gravy in a cast-iron skillet) and the Breakfast Burrito (habañero tortilla with eggs, olives, corn, house made chorizo, potatoes, peppers, and onions, tex mex cheese topped with pico de gallo, sour cream, avocado, and fire roasted red pepper black bean sauce) both sounded delicious. Within the Sandwich category, I knew I would enjoy the Veggie Burger (beets, French lentils, yellow onion, quinoa, jalapeños, herbs & spices topped with lettuce, tomato and chipotle mayo on a brioche bun) and the Crab Cake (panko encrusted lump crab meat with lettuce, tomato and remoulade sauce on a brioche bun). In the Salads section, the Beet Salad (pickled beets, mixed greens, goat cheese, toasted walnuts, red onions and mandarin orange segments with an orange balsamic vinaigrette) and Steak Salad (marinated flank steak served with an arugula salad, potato confit and roasted tomatoes tossed in a chimichurri vinaigrette, topped with onion frites and a fried egg) both sounded appetizing.

Considering I am a person who has trouble making decisions, I was overwhelmed, but in a good way, with all of these wonderful menu items. I knew I couldn’t go wrong with any selection so I did what any reasonable person would do under these circumstances—I split two menu items with my mom. We (but when I say “we,” I really mean “I” since I pretty much told her what sounded most delicious to me) opted for the Red Velvet Pancakes and Veggie Burger with sweet potato fries. Both items were absolutely phenomenal. The Red Velvet Pancakes were square with crisp edges and were layered with decadent cream cheese frosting. Strawberries and whipped cream topped them off, and powdered sugar was sprinkled on their edges. Green Eggs Café achieved the perfect consistency and balance of flavor on this dish in that the pancakes were not bland but not overwhelmingly sweet. The Veggie Burger was just as scrumptious and consisted of a fairly red patty. The chipotle mayo added a certain kick to the meal and left my taste buds wanting more. Dusted with cinnamon, the sweet potato fries were not only fresh but also flavorful.

All in all, I had the perfect meal on Sunday, and my companions did too. I hope you, too, can visit the Green Eggs Café soon and have your own scrumptious brunch experience!

(Don’t forget to bring cash though since Green Eggs Café can’t accept credit cards.)

Thursday, November 3, 2011

Food Events @ Penn

National Sandwich Day- Hoagie Invitational
What: In honor of National Sandwich Day, Primo’s, Greater Philadelphia Tourism Marketing Corporation, and Philly.com/food are hosting a Hoagie Invitational. This one-time competition brings five amateur hoagie makers together, all aiming to create the official "With Love Hoagie." The public is invited to sample the finalists' hoagies (while supplies last) and vote on a winner. Plus, explore all there is to know about Philly's famed sandwich here.
Where: Rotunda at The Shops at Liberty Place (1650 Market St)
When: Thursday, November 3 at 11 am to 1 pm

Photo courtesy of Primo's Hoagies.


Peddler’s Village Apple Festival
What: From apple pie eating contests to artisan vendors, live entertainment to apple picking, this a true celebration of apple treats galore for the whole family. More info here.
When: Saturday, November 5 and Sunday, November 6, 10 am – 6 pm
Where: 41 Peddler’s Village Road, Lahaska (Bucks County)
Cost: Free admission and parking, pay as you go activities

Photo courtesy of Peddler's Village.




Percy Street Barbecue: Sandwich Shop Grand Opening
What: The 2nd location of Percy Street Barbecue opens this coming Monday, offering an affordable menu of easy-to-eat hand-crafted smoked meat sandwiches, signature homey sides, and sweet desserts. See more info here.
When: Monday, November 7, at 10 am
Where: The Market & Shops at Comcast Center (17th Street and JFK Boulevard)
Hours: Mondays through Fridays, 10 am to 7 pm; Saturdays, 10 am to 5 pm (closed on Sundays)


Garces Trading Company [GTC] Chocolate Bar Debut
What: Chef Jose Garces and Éclat Chocolate master chocolatier Christopher Curtin bring us GTC Chocolate Bars, from Marcona Almond with Pimentón de la Vera to Porcini & Thyme. JG Domestic will host a 5-course "launch dinner," with the menu including Moulard Duck Breast and Carolina Style Suckling Pig.
Where: JG Domestic (2929 Arch Street)
When: Wednesday, November 9 at 6 pm
Cost: $55 per person for dinner
RSVP: Call (215) 222-2363 or visit here
More Info: GTC chocolates bars also available for purchase at the Garces Coffee Kiosk at the Cira Centre, Garces Trading Company (1111 Locust Street), and online here.

Photo courtesy of Brett Thomas.

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

It's Brunch Time (at Fare)

Grab your parents; it’s brunch time.

As Penn students without cars we find ourselves in a bit of a bubble. An adventure is a trip to Rittenhouse for a BYO or maybe a jaunt to Chinatown. Enter your saviors, your ambassadors to a wider world: parents. While your own parents are preferred, feel free to be resourceful. Your friends likely have parents who would love to buy you a meal so you can tell them what their child is really like at school.

This family weekend, which coincided with Halloween and a terrible storm, my parents and I did brunch. We headed to Fare, an organic and sustainable restaurant in Fairmount, a neighborhood in North Philadelphia. Fare is beautifully designed, with an open and light filled dining room. The seats are comfortable and tables are laid out so you don’t hear every word of your neighbor’s conversation (a true luxury for a native New Yorker).

Fare pays attention to details. The coffee is French press and they’re happy to leave a press on your table and refill it endlessly. The mugs are large and ergonomic; I want to buy one and use it daily. Ditto with water; they offer still or sparkling at no charge. It was only upon researching for this post that I found out they filter municipal water and don’t believe in charging people for bottled water. I was first impressed with the ambiance, then with the food.

I ordered poached eggs with corn cakes and salsa verde. They arrived with the eggs jiggling and a salad of mixed greens. The corn cakes had the unexpected surprise of actual pieces of corn, which provided wonderful texture with the corn and perfectly cooked eggs. It was a dish difficult to stop eating. Every bite was followed by a desire for more until suddenly the plate was empty (and I hadn’t taken a photo). My dad ordered a sausage omelet (they offer a special vegetable and meat omelet each week; the vegetable one featured leeks and mozzarella) and my mom also ordered the poached eggs. Alas, I could only order one thing, and I settled rather immediately on the poached eggs, both because of their delicacy and lack of availability at any dining establishment on campus, other dishes caught my eye. I was tempted to order a batch of their baked chicken meatballs or perhaps a mango smoothie for later. We somehow managed to resist the dessert menu, but future visits are definitely in order. I left the restaurant satisfied and grateful for a lovely weekend with my family (we dined with my uncles, long time Philadelphia residents who greatly enriched our conversation).

And then something interesting happened. As I googled Fare for information for this article, I realized just how much attention to detail this Fairmount restaurant pays. A cheeky and informative blog post on their website entitled “I’m not going to say it” detailed the painstaking efforts towards sustainability taken by the restaurant. To illustrate, "I am not going to say that all the wood tables and veneers are FSC-certified. I am not going to say that the substrates are non-formaldehyde. I am not going to say that the fabrics for the chairs and banquettes are eco-friendly coming from very high post-consumer recycled content. I am not going to reveal to you that the red light pendants over the bar are, in fact, made from traffic lights. I also won’t bring up the fact that the ceiling tiles in the kitchen and bathrooms are made from recycled material-and that includes the grid! The carpet? Yup. Recycled polyester. How gorgeous is that.” So let me get this straight: this restaurant is well designed and delicious. They neither own a deep fryer nor pollute the earth too much. Next year’s family weekend is October 5-7th. I’ll see you (and your parents) at Fare.

Photo courtesy of Ask Miss A.

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